Chapter 3083
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I was chubby from being raised by my grandmother, and I wore a lot of winter clothes. With great difficulty, I staggered towards him with my arms outstretched.
In a moment of carelessness, I fell. Although it wasn't serious, a layer of skin was scraped off my palm. Before I could cry out loud, Dongyu's eyes reddened. He hugged me in a panic. For the first time in my life, I showed an expression other than gentleness and indifference on his face.
As I grew older, I could run more steadily and gradually became sturdier. I played with the other children, playing hide-and-seek and catching cicadas. It was truly a frenzy.
When I was young, I loved nighttime the most.
At that time, we were still young and there were no inhibitions. Every night, Grandma would bathe Dongyu. When I was young, I didn't know shame and would climb into the bathtub with him on all fours.
I especially liked to tease him. I would even point at Dongyu's undeveloped little guy and ask Grandma why my brother's part was different from mine.
Grandma would always laugh at my teasing. She would scratch the bridge of my nose and laugh at me for being shameless.
On the other hand, Dongyu was a little shy, so much so that when I was naked next to him, he froze and didn't dare to move.
Grandma would apply the shower gel on us. I liked the refreshing smell, and I liked it even more when I smelled the same as Dongyu's.
I was afraid of the dark and didn't like to sleep with Grandma, but I was willing to share a small bed with Dongyu.
At night, I would often wrap my little arms and legs around him without restraint, pestering him to play rock, paper, scissors. This boring game became the most interesting pastime.
When the moon was high in the sky, I couldn't sleep. I liked to lie beside him, hold my little head, and listen to him sing and tell stories.
Dongyu's voice was very pleasant. It was as clear as a wind chime, with a hint of childishness. He gently sang in my ear.
At that time, he only knew a few songs, and they were from music class. However, I never got tired of listening to them. Every night in my childhood, I would fall asleep peacefully with this soft song.
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In my memories of my youth, Dongyu was somewhat bland. He always locked himself in his own world, either doing his homework or reading classics outside of class.
He had been taking piano lessons since he was six years old. Hence, I often pestered him to teach me how to play the piano.
At that time, in the eyes of many children, Dongyu was cold and unapproachable. He was so noble and aloof.
Thinking of his background from the city, he was not like these wild children who grew up playing mud and catching frogs in the countryside. His body was clean, and there was a bit of scholarly elegance.
This kind of temperament was not something an ordinary child could have.
Good etiquette and refined speech were used by many parents as teaching materials for their children.
The only thing I remember is that I had a conflict with a boy named Dou Dou. The two of us wrestled in the yellow sand. I was not his match and was defeated. I was surrounded by other children and sent home. My body was dirty from head to toe and there were bruises all over my body. My eyes were red and swollen because of the sand that got into my eyes.
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